Nothing serious today.

Today is a day of rest, just like yesterday. I spent some time with my friend Steve in ICU. Yes, he still really needs those prayers. Going on into the third week of his hospitalization. And don’t forget his wife, Holly. Both can use that bounce from a bunch of prayers.

I didn’t really take yesterday off. I spent part of it getting my book in the mail and off to an agent. Yes, someone really wants to read it. In this case, read it again now that it’s had a year to get edited. I did not waste time during that year, the book is much better. But since it’s entered in two major contests and blabbing about the title might prejudice judges, etc., I’ll just call it the book. I’m pretty tickled that the agent wanted to take a second look. I think they’ll be pleased.

I may have written about my dogs and the deposits on the rug. Found a solution to that, one gets incarcerated at night and the other uses a giant square of “pee-pads” designed for puppies. He’s at the other end of the life cycle but what the heck, the old boy just can’t hold it some times. The problem is he sleeps on the mats and if she’s out and about she won’t do her business on him but elects the rug next to him. Keeping her locked up at night in one of our rooms or the vari-kennel seems the best solution.

But for a few nights Edzell threw us a curve. He decided to go on a Barf-a-thon. And he did it next to the pads.

I don’t know whether to weep or laugh. Either way I’ve spent more time on my knees cleaning up dog yak than praying this week. Need to change that A.S.A.P.

I do have some real posts later on in the week (mine just started, work Wednesday to Wednesday) but I’m just not up to anything too heavy today and they are all fairly weighty posts. Need some time to cogitate on them before I throw them on the web.

In the meantime, here’s a chicken dish from work last night.

Missing only tortillas.

In the glorious slow cooker liner (a.k.a. crock pot condom)


Take 24 drumsticks, 1 sliced lemon, 1 sliced lime, 1 large jar of hot salsa, one can of corn, one can of black beans, and throw them in a crock pot for 6 hours on high.

Shake the chicken off the bones and mix it all up with just enough brown instant rice to soak up any excess moisture. Serve it with corn tortillas and the usual suspects like sour cream, cheese, tomatoes, etc. Serious eating. The midnight shift always does it up right.

The best part? We use crock pot condoms – the manufacturer calls them slow-cooker liners. We like our term better. Just put a little water in the stoneware pot and the insert the liner. Cleanup consists of cleaning the lid and chucking the liner. If you were so inclined you could put the lid inside of another one and then do no cleanup at all.

I hope you have a wonderful day today and your dogs hit the pads every time. What in your life is as bad as a dog with poor aim? And what is as good as crock pot chicken tacos?

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